When the prince is reborn, he will only hit me if he doesn't hit the wall!

Qin Zhaolie, half intimidating and half serious, slowly lifted her up by the neck and hung her in the air, and Xu Xinyue's feet were about to leave the ground.

"Don't forget, there are only a few people in the world who can use this technique. I am the only one who can undo it. Your body is still in my hands, Hongyu."

Hongyu is still trying to defend himself:

"No... yes... I mean... yes, it's true..."

When his life was hanging by a thread, Xu Xinyue found the courage and strength from nowhere. While struggling and resisting, he accidentally found that he had regained control of his body, not knowing if it was an illusion.

She caught a glimpse of the table out of the corner of her eye, not having time to tell whether the tea was warm or cold. She struggled and flicked her sleeves, dropping the jade porcelain teacup closest to her on the table.

The jade porcelain fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

In just a moment, a strong wind suddenly rushed in through the window, and the cold current carried the dead branches and leaves, and broke into the warm room filled with agarwood through the gaps in the window lattice.

Most of the charming fragrance was immediately dissipated.

Qin Zhaolie glanced over, his eyes becoming more sinister and fiercer. He temporarily removed the restraints in his hands, hurried to the window, lowered his eyes and looked around, but there was no one.

He turned his head and looked at Hong Yu, who was coughing violently with his hands on the table, and questioned him harshly:

"You brought someone with you?"

Hong Yufang had a moment to catch his breath, and the corners of his eyes were filled with crystal mist due to coughing. He tried his best to explain: "No, no, when I came, I deliberately left the guards of Prince Rong's mansion behind, it was-"

He accidentally saw something, pointed at the corner, and endured the burning pain in his neck, and hurriedly said, "It's that thing!"

Qin Zhaolie looked in the direction of her finger and saw a fat gray bird wrapped in brocade curtains, flapping its wings and running wildly between the cabinets and the wall.

Qin Zhaolie narrowed his eyes and then walked over to pull down the curtain. Without even looking at it, he threw the bird and the gray sparrow out of the window.

"You are lucky."

Hongyu was still in shock, but she forced herself to remain calm, smoothed the stain on the hem of her skirt, and stood in front of Qin Zhaolie again, trying to keep a normal expression. Only Xu Xinyue, who shared the same body with her, knew how violently her hands were shaking in her sleeves.

It only took a moment for me to regain my body.

At this moment Hongyu was back in control. The situation changed too quickly. Between life and death, I'm afraid even Hongyu didn't notice anything unusual.

A thought flashed through Xu Xinyue's mind. Perhaps Hongyu had no choice. If the two souls cooperated...

However, before she could think deeply about the feasibility of implementing this plan, she immediately gave up the idea because the next moment, she heard Hongyu say:

"I know you don't believe me, but I have done my best. Besides the Frost Poison, I have another important news that I want to tell you."

Xu Xinyue had a bad feeling and tried hard to take the body by force again, but it was in vain.

She could only watch and listen to Hong Yu say, "He Xuehuai is this body's uncle."

This was the first time Xu Xinyue wanted to swear since she was born!

Qin Zhaolie's eyes finally revealed some genuine surprise, which was soon replaced by a ferocious and evil smile. His voice sounded extremely happy:

"Congratulations to Xue Huai and...Princess Rong?"

Hong Yu nodded calmly: "Yes, I just heard the news and came here."

"If I had other selfish motives, I could have kept this to myself for the rest of my life. He Xuehuai is extremely cautious. If I hadn't invaded this body, I'm afraid no one else would have known about it in my lifetime if I hadn't said it."

Qin Zhaolie nodded, believing her words and her loyalty. He said something to comfort her:

"I was just in a hurry."

Hongyu did not relax at all because of his "soft words". He had said everything that needed to be said today. Hongyu just wanted to leave this place quickly.

Who knows what kind of madness Qin Zhaolie will go through or what horrific action he will do next.

"If there is nothing else, then I will go back. Everyone in the mansion knows that I am out today. Xu Xinyue is a loner by nature and rarely interacts with others. If I go back too late, I am afraid it will arouse suspicion."

Qin Zhaolie nodded lightly, "Stay there and I'll let you know if there are any arrangements."

Then he waved his hand to allow her to leave, and watched Hongyu's figure disappear in the increasingly narrow gap in the door until it merged into a thin line.

"Congratulations to Xue Huai and Princess Rong... Interesting..."

Here, Hongyu quickly went down the stairs, ignoring the shopkeeper's enthusiastic and flattering face, and walked straight to the door with lowered eyelids.

"Red girl, take care, come here often—"

It was not until Hongyu got on the carriage and returned to Prince Rong's Mansion that he breathed a sigh of relief.

Xuan Yi appeared at this time, solemnly asked anxiously: "Is the princess okay? I heard the sound of cups breaking in the room, so I threw the gray bird in to distract him."

"Just when I was about to break in, I found that your crisis... seemed to be resolved? That's why you didn't show up... Does the princess have any plans for that person?"

From his perspective, he naturally didn't believe that Xu Xinyue would rebel against the palace, so he concluded that she must be dealing with that person. Seeing that she was fine, in order to avoid disrupting her plans, he refrained from showing up.

He added: "The princess was frightened today."

Hongyu then remembered that she seemed to be in a trance and numb for a while in a hurry, and broke something. At that time, she almost thought she was going to die.

She turned her head and looked at him for a long while, "You did...very well."

She never thought that this silly girl had such a cautious and shrewd secret guard by her side. It was she who was careless.

"Well, I guess so. We had an argument and I broke the cup impulsively..."

"No problem. I have my own decision on this matter. You can leave now. I need to rest. For today, just pretend that this matter never happened. I don't want to hear a single word from you in the future."

Xu Xinyue must not be allowed to know what happened today.

Xuan Yi was about to speak again, but Hong Yu turned his head away and ignored him, walked around him and went back to Luanfeng Courtyard.

While Xuanyi and Hongyu were talking, Xu Xinyue's heart almost jumped into her throat.

Xuanxiao Pavilion was the last trump card Qin Yuechuan had left for her. She was really worried that after Xuanxiao said that, he would suddenly say: Why not let Xuanxiao Pavilion handle it?

Fortunately, Hongyu was probably feeling guilty and didn't want to talk too much with Xuanyi.

Xu Xinyue smiled bitterly: When will these days end?

However, precisely because of the danger today, Hongyu was not paying attention, but she found that her soul control seemed to have improved a little.

It was the only blessing in disguise.

No, this is not a blessing!

You must also try your best to practice and get your body back as soon as possible.

Qin Zhaolie already knows the relationship between himself and his uncle, so he will definitely take some action. He has to find a way to inform his uncle as soon as possible.

As for Qin Zhaolie... According to what he said today, he seems to know how to break this "soul transfer technique". If we want to eliminate the "soul transfer", we still need to start with him...

Before she knew it, Hongyu had returned to Luanfeng Courtyard. She lay back on the couch, closed her eyes, and assumed her sleeping position. Xu Xinyue knew that it was her turn to control this body again.

Xu Xinyue took advantage of the situation and stretched lazily, saying to herself, "Sister, I slept so well that I didn't even have a dream."

[Really? That's good.]

Hongyu's voice was low and weak, as if she had no energy at all.

When Xu Xinyue raised her head, she felt a burning pain in her neck. She couldn't help but hissed and asked in confusion, "Sister, what's going on?"